It had snowed the night before. I find this almost impossibly perfect circle of 20 feet tall pine/fur trees. I squat down and as it begins I hear the easily identifiable grunt of a wild boar.

Never broke bush and I completed the mission.

Not sure if that's respect or just an opportunity for a boar, but ...

Just going along in the woods. Often there’d be fellow Cav Scouts walking in another path not far from them. I had no way to alert them so I just watched to see if anything happened. Oh and they were in a different platoon so screw them.

Once on an OP (Observation Post) one of my track mates went out to relieve the guy at the OP. Couldn’t find him. Then he heard a boar very close. He started climbing up a tree only to feel the bottom of the first guy’s boot - “Get your own damn tree!!”

Such camaraderie

Hohnfels or Graf. Reason i remember standing on top of our 113 i think Hohnfels, and watching some dudes from the T.O.W. company or maybe they was from mortars anyway they were trying to catch a baby boar.
I do not know why i never asked It was out on training ground.
And mama boar came charging through the brush and it’s been years yet i remember them climbing on top of their track.

I’d been there a couple weeks. My platoon sent me out with 1st platoon. Not only was I brand new, I was with a different platoon. A bunch of new guys in the back of a Bradley. We were told to just find somewhere to sleep. I found a spot on the deck with cover…..under the TOW missile launcher. I didn’t notice the light snow because of that. When a Bradley stops, the TOW launcher is raised. If they’d lowered it before I got up it would have crushed me.
Dumbass newbie stuff.

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They got your character 100%

... his Silver Star.

They don't understand what basic is like, chow halls, respect between different ranks, etc

would we even argue that? Bless all you who had to do that or just did it because you thought it right.

Wasps.

Ship was tied alongside a repair vessel, and some junior guys were sent to do deckhand work on their vessel while ours was being repaired. Two of them were assigned to paint the side of the ship from a rowboat in the water alongside the vessel. At that time, there were no requirements about holding waste water, and it was discharged directly into the ocean. Or harbor, in this case. Their boat just happened to be below a discharge pipe when someone flushed. I’ll leave the rest to your imagination. Worst fishing trip ever. All they caught was a wrinkled-back trout.

I remember a dinner that my employer threw for company employees -- maybe 250 people at the dinner. A speaker during the dinner asked all Veterans to stand. I was shocked that there were only six of us.
Right now I live in a rural county in Tennessee, and these rural counties seem to have an overabundance of Veterans!